Mateo
champagne, cocaine, gasoline
and most things in between
and most things in between
"A lot of my skills are transferable," Mateo informs Kai with a shit-eating smile; especially the ones that have him sitting with his mouth open. "I would never dream of cheating with my hands," he adds, feigning being offended as the other man gets comfortable, Flora grabs a gummy worm, and Spice's acrobatics begin overhead. "Perhaps I will even sit on them to make sure." Raising his eyebrows at Kai and knowing he'll be able to parse some of the intended innuendo from that, Mateo watches for incoming gummies.
At the first one he's forced to crane to the side to catch it, though he does manage to snag it just before it bounces down his chin and into his shirt (where he'll likely never find it again). "Aha," he announces, casting a furtive glance towards Spice to check if he's about to be dive-bombed for sweets, before reaching out to be given ammo. "My turn," he says, "it has been an age since I have thrown worms at my sister."
At the first one he's forced to crane to the side to catch it, though he does manage to snag it just before it bounces down his chin and into his shirt (where he'll likely never find it again). "Aha," he announces, casting a furtive glance towards Spice to check if he's about to be dive-bombed for sweets, before reaching out to be given ammo. "My turn," he says, "it has been an age since I have thrown worms at my sister."
I roam the city in a shopping cart
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
a pack of Camels and a smoke alarm
